Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 47: The hidden crisis

　　 The streets of Italy have a striking sense of color.

　　 On both sides of the not-so-wide streets, those row upon row of buildings are mostly colorful. Even if you use color boldly, there is not much sense of contradiction. In addition to the overflowing exotic style, even Maca can feel the precipitation from the Renaissance.

　　 Just now, Maca has no intention of watching these wonderful street scenes. His destination is Pachino, the southernmost point of Italy.

　　 It is a small seaside town on Sicily, with low earth and stone walls and tiled houses everywhere. A variety of potted plants and green vines covering the outer walls of the house make it look full of life.

　　Villie slid off Maca’s light wheel 2000 and hurriedly ran to the door of a house. She just stared at the row of flower pots in front of others, no matter what Maca called her, she remained motionless.

　　 Regardless of what he said, Wei Li's answer was only one line-"Wait a little longer."

　　 Seeing that the Xianyin Potion has expired, the pedestrians on the side of the road glanced here from time to time. In desperation, Maca smiled awkwardly and nodded to the pedestrian.

　　 Maybe people just think the two children look funny, but Maca has no hobby of being watched.

　　 "Go! If we don't go, we will become monkeys in the zoo."

　　 He grabbed Willie's slender wrist and forced her to walk along the street.

　　 He thought that Villy would at least struggle, but Villy was actually pulled by him and came to the door of a hotel smoothly.

　　 To speak Italian English, the popularity is obviously not enough. What's more, two teenage children came to check in at the hotel and looked like they were joking.

　　 In desperation, Maca gave the innkeeper a "confusion curse" as a gift, and this completed the check-in procedure. Fortunately, he has already left the monitoring range of the British Ministry of Magic, and there is no scruples about the use of spells for the time being.

　　 "Let’s practice Phantom Shifting Charm again..." Maca muttered as he watched the darkening sky outside.

　　Villi has settled down and lives next door to him.

　　 Now, he has found the trick to deal with Willie. Just give her a pot of plants, no matter what kind of plants, she can stare at them for an hour or two. What's more, what Maca showed her was not one or two plants, but his own new medicinal notes.

　　 Compared to the original Christmas gift, the content in this new book is more substantial. It was obvious that Wei Li was very interested, and she was sitting by the window and reading it carefully.

　　 But in fact, Willie did not keep staring at his handwriting as Maca imagined.

　　 Right now, she was lying on the small coffee table beside the bed, comparing with Maca's handwriting, writing something in her notebook one by one.

　　 But after a while, she closed the notebook again.

　　"The flowers in the Muggle world are more beautiful than those in the magic world."

　　Villy turned her head and stared at the sky outside the window. It was already dusk, and the golden sunset merged into the background formed by various buildings, which looked very beautiful.

　　 "He said, I'm going to sea tomorrow... Are there plants in the sea?" She stared blankly at the faintly visible sea level in the distance, seemingly expectant, but her expression was still so calm.

　　 Suddenly, Wei Li turned her head and looked at the closed door. She stared at it motionlessly, as if to see through it.

　　 "He is a very good person," she said.

　　 The sun gradually sets, and the afterglow of the setting sun becomes more and more brilliant, and the window is still bright, but there is also a slight coolness.

　　Vellie just sat in a chair like this, sitting quietly, doing nothing. She seemed to be used to such a time alone, just looking at everything around her calmly, as if she was just one of the objects.

　　 Time just passed by a little bit, just like Wei Li’s usual life, with a sense of leisure in the quiet...

　　 It’s just night outside, but the Pachino’s night comes very early. Just not long after the sun had just dived down the mountain, there were not many people dangling outside on the street.

　　Maca found a piece of flat rock on the beach where no one passed by, and carried on the phantom-shifting exercises with a gloomy expression, everything seemed to be proceeding in an orderly manner.

　　 What Maca didn’t expect was that Quirrell—or Voldemort—was lingering in the forests of Albania at this moment!

　　 Since Voldemort tried to kill Harry's family eleven years ago, Harry's mother Lily sacrificed herself for her son. And Voldemort also died physically because of the killing curse he released.

　　 After that, his mutilated soul has been hiding in the depths of the Albanian forest for ten years.

　　 One year ago, he finally met Quirrell, who came here on vacation, and successfully tame him in one fell swoop, and was easily taken to Hogwarts Castle.

　　 But who knows, Voldemort, who originally aimed at the Sorcerer's Stone, failed again. While he was angry, he returned to this remote and familiar place.

　　 At this time, Quirrell is leaning softly on the trunk of a big tree. He covers his left shoulder with his right hand, while his left hand hangs weakly beside him.

　　 Obviously, Dumbledore’s blow caused him serious injuries.

　　 Voldemort has already let go of control of Quirrell. He was still attached to the back of Quirrell's head, but the fierce fighting that day consumed a lot of his strength, which made him even weaker, who was already weak.

　　 On the big tree behind Quirrell, you can vaguely see a hollowed out tree hole. There are a few strands of vines drooping at the entrance of the hole. If you don't look carefully, you can't notice it.

　　 This is the tree hole where Voldemort got out of Helena's mouth, where the Ravenclaw golden crown was hidden. Because of the concealment here, Voldemort did not hesitate to choose this place as a hiding place.

　　 "Master...I think...very bad." Quirrell barely opened his eyelids, weakly speaking.

　　 Voldemort didn't respond, maybe he was focusing on restoring his strength, or maybe he didn't want to bother about it.

　　 Seeing no response from his master, Quirrell looked at the bushes in front of him in confusion, and after a while, he closed his eyes again.

　　 It was a long time later. Suddenly, Quirrell's eyes suddenly opened, and there were wisps of evil in his scarlet eyes.

　　For some reason, Voldemort controlled Quirrell’s body again!

　　 He stood up slowly, step by step, and walked deeper into the forest without looking back.

　　The more you go in, the taller and verdant the surrounding trees become. The crisscrossing tree canopies obscures the moonlight, and the forest looks darker and darker.

　　 But Voldemort seemed to need no light at all. Although his steps were slow, he circumvented numerous trees with great accuracy, not even touching the twisting and twisting roots under his feet.

　　Go, keep walking, keep walking...

　　The angle of the hillside gradually became more and more downward. On many steep slopes, Voldemort had to lie on the ground and slide down. The long walk made his actions more and more difficult, but he still did not stop.

　　 It's all because he has a place he must go-while he can control Quirrell's body to move around.

　　 Finally, when he pushed aside the bushes in front of him again, a dilapidated ancient temple appeared in front of him.

　　 Voldemort controlled Quirrell and walked to the entrance of the ancient temple. He looked at the slate floor that had almost collapsed in half, with a rare hesitation on his face.

　　 After a short while, he stepped forward again and went all the way in.

　　You can only see this small ancient temple. Under the broken and collapsed slate floor tiles, there is a dark and gloomy corridor!

　　 was extremely dark inside. Just two steps later, his figure was completely swallowed by the shadows, and there was no sign of him.

　　……

　　 The next morning, along the coast of Pachino.

　　 "Sit down, I'm leaving!"

　　 Wei Li sits behind Maca, holding his clothes tightly with both hands. Although it is not visible on her face, she seems to be a little afraid of heights.

　　Vellie's appearance, Maca naturally didn't see it, otherwise he would definitely notice it when he flew over from Rome.

　　 He kicked his feet, and Guanglun 2000 took him and Willie, but they were still fast, and they had left the shore in a blink of an eye.

　　 They are flying towards the center of the Mediterranean. There, there is a small island hidden by magic~IndoMTL.com~ If it weren't for Maca to hold a chart, it would be impossible to find it.

　　 But even so, after a while, when Maca flew over a piece of sea, the surrounding area was blurred. When he had just reacted, he saw a small island in front of him, and the top of a tall tower in the center was emitting a soft white light.

　　 "The barrier that absorbs light? A magnified version of the phantom spell?" Maca glanced back, then flew straight to the tower.

　　 When he approached the tower, he immediately noticed a lot of immortal magic on it. Most are harmless, just used to maintain the tower and expel Muggles; but some are passive defensive magic.

　　 Maca saw a red halo appearing on the tower, and immediately retreated.

　　"It seems that I still have to walk past it honestly."

　　 He took Villy down into the woods below. Although he touched the branches of a tree, he landed steadily on the ground.

　　 "Bah!"

　　Maca spit out the leaves hanging around her mouth, and looked back at Wei Li.

　　 "Don't move!"

　　 As he said, he gently patted the leaves on top of Willie’s head, and then continued, "Okay, let's walk in and see."

　　 Before he could take a few more steps, he immediately noticed something was wrong.

　　 "...what's the matter?" Maca immediately took out his wand and watched the surroundings vigilantly.

　　 Not long after, there was a commotion in the branch in front of Maca’s left, and it seemed that some big guy was about to rush in front of him.

　　 "There are many obstacles!"

　　Maca flicked his wand sharply.

　　 suddenly, even the trembling leaves around there became slow. The next moment, a big, terrifying mouth suddenly emerged from between the branches, and sharp fangs were clearly visible.